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First day of spring at the farmstead in Central Maine and more than migrating birds flutter about to entertain us. Snowflakes join the celebration. The flurry of Slate-colored Juncos and White-breasted Nuthatches (I managed to capture a snapshot of one at the feeder) don’t seem to mind at all.

Comments on: "“Winter’s Last Hurrah” a poem by Bette A. Stevens" (41)

Here I was complaining about our “everlasting” winter, and you turn it into something beautiful! You ruined a great weather rant! LOL! I love the poem and the great picture, Bette! Thanks for brightening my day!

I think our bird are thoroughly confused. I know I sure am. A week ago it was lovely and warm and sunny. Then it snowed. And snowed again. Got warmer. Rained. Rained even more. RAINED A LOT AND GOT COLDER. Tomorrow? Warmer and dry, but SNOW on Saturday. Gee whiz! And I was going to plant my seeds two weeks ago 🙂

It’s crazy up here too… We’re in flux and haven’t even thought about planting anything yet. Ten degrees on morning, forty the next. Wind, rain, sleet, or shine. It’s a coin toss! Hoping the shine wins out. Daffodils need a bit more of the bright shine, they’ve had plenty of rain and are several are ready to burst any day. Fields are greening slowly, but surely and the basement hasn’t flooded yet. Have a great weekend! 🙂 ❤

A very enchanting and beautiful poem! Love it! And hope that spring will be upon you very soon! (It´s here already and the birds can´t stop singing and the blossoms are blooming – it´s so wonderful, I´ve been waiting for it so long!) Have a lovely weekend! Sarah xoxo

We had more juncos here this year than ever before, but our nuthatches didn’t come back. Maybe they’re still up north? The blueberries are budding and the knockout roses has new leaves, but it’s going to snow and go below freezing tonight and tomorrow night. I’ll cover what I can. The birds are filling up at our feeders now.

More feathered friends arrive daily on their northern jaunt. It’s sure been a crazy winter/spring thus far. More surprises in feathers and weather keep us guessing here in Maine. Have a wonderful weekend! 🙂

Our daffodils are shouting–HURRY! Through snow, sleet and freezing rain, our golden spring blooms remain a reminder that patience does day off. Happy Spring! So glad you stopped by for a visit, Barbara. 🙂 ❤

Lucky we are, indeed! It never ceases to amaze me when our find feathered friends stop my for a treat or two. We had a Hairy Woodpecker visit today. Thanks for adding to the sweet chatter. May your week filled with wonders! 🙂

Lovely poem and what a great photo – still winter eh! I’ve just come back from a beautiful albeit still wintery Sweden to the warm tenderness of Spring in the UK, delighting in daffodils, tulips and magnolias in full bloom. Such a colourful contrast. Enjoy your migrating birds. Warmest wishes to you.

Hi, Annika. Sounds like you’re already enjoying a sensational spring in the UK. Ours will arrive, too; just a matter of when. Despite today’s clouds and bluster, a myriad of songbirds are munching at the lilac tree whose leaf buds are ready to burst before long. Have a wonderful day, my friend! 🙂